Life:
My words are weapons in which I murder you with please don't be scared
please do not turn your head we are the future the 21st. century dyslexic glue
sniffing cybersluts with homicidal minds and handguns we are insane nothing will
change we are insane nothing will change...
There is a thin line between what is good and what is evil and I will tiptoe
down that line but I will feel unstable my life is a circus and I am tripping
down the tightrope well there is nothing to save me now so I will not look down
and again and again and again it happens again and again and again there's no
beginning there is no end there is only change progression backwards is this
where we are heading take back your soul forget your emptiness...
There is a thin line between what is good and what is evil and I will tiptoe
down that line but I will feel unstable my life is a circus and I am tripping
down the tightrope well there is nothing to save me now I'm falling to the
ground falling to the ground down to the ground...
I speak of madness my heart and soul I cry for people who aint got control lets
take our sanity lets take compassion and be responsible for every action hell no
know how the way the way the way know how the way know how there is a thin line
between what is good and what is evil and I will tiptoe down that line but I
will feel unstable my life is a circus and I am tripping down the tightrope well
there is nothing to save me now so I will not look down there is a thin line
between what is good and what is evil and I will tiptoe down that line but I
will feel unstable my life is a circus and I am tripping down the tightrope well
there is nothing to save me now I'm falling to the ground down to the ground all
the way down.
lyrics form Tightrope [Papa Roach] !
- Bob